In this article, I’m going to do the only thing I know how to do and that is to repent to everyone who’s experienced the injustice of racism. I loathe injustice so much so that if I am reading a book at night that has injustice in it, I cannot go to sleep until it’s resolved.

Sleep is tough these days as the book of injustice is playing out before our eyes.

The killing of George Floyd is so incredibly sad. And in the aftermath, I’m hearing others tell their stories of racism. It seems there is no shortage of racism and while this country has made some progress since the days of slavery, we still have a very long way to go.

If you’ll stick with me on this one, my prayer is that this post will offer healing in some small way to those who’ve suffered…

I cannot even bury the lead as I am so darn excited about this one! I am going to Uganda, Africa this summer for a mission trip!! This has been tugging on my heart for years, so yes there’s a good blog-worthy story behind it.

Furthermore, I’ve found a creative way to do it so I want to share it with y’all. Additionally, if you’d If you would like to support this mission and the orphans I’ll explain how you can help.

Last week I was able to publish a guest post on the website Becoming Minimalist by Joshua Becker. If you haven’t checked him out yet, I highly recommend you do. As I’ve been devouring his YouTube videos, I’ve been inspired to embrace more minimalism.

I just moved into a new apartment and while I don’t own a lot of stuff anyway, I’m reducing my wardrobe to more of a minimalist one (future post).

Anyway, my guest post for Becoming Minimalist is about how I learned to declutter my mind. You can start to read it here and will be directed over to Becoming Minimalist to complete it.

How I Learned to Declutter My Mind

For most of my life, my headspace has been filled with negative self-talk and lies. The tapes that would play over and over in my head went something like this:

As I write these words, I realize how blessed I am that I almost don’t recognize that girl anymore. The road I’ve taken to trade in that garment of heaviness for one of joy and praise has been the most important journey of my life.

First Things First

As the brain fog of addiction started to lift in early sobriety, I made a vow to unearth the roots of what led me here.

How did I end up to be a full-blown addict in my 30’s? Why did I allow myself to be treated so harshly by men? And where did that little girl go who had a big ‘ol bucket full of dreams? I didn’t know, but I would do whatever it took to find out.

Unfortunately, one is not typically willing to embark on such a soul-searching journey unless there has been deep pain. My bottom was a very dark and lonely place. At the end of my rope I had a vision and was faced with the stark reality that my choices were:

Insanity

Death

Surrender

I clung to the only possible hope I had and fell to my knees.

Early sobriety was challenging and full of confusion and depression. Fortunately, I put myself in places to learn that it could also be full of hope.

As I heard story after story of people who found joy in recovery, I started to believe it could be true for me as well.

I’m thrilled to bring you another inspiring and practical story in my interview series, Inspiring Women in Recovery. This is a story of recovery from credit card debt which is probably something many people can relate to. It is something I also had to overcome once I began to work on my finances in sobriety.

Today’s story comes from a lady I’ve met in the personal finance world. Additionally, she has written a few guest posts for me previously. She goes by the name Good Nelly in the personal finance world.

I hope you enjoy and glean some practical advice from Good Nelly’s personal story of recovery from credit card debt…

About Me

My name is Deanna and I am happy to be on this redemptive path. I got sober from drug addiction/alcoholism in 2010 and returned to a faith in Christ. Additionally, I finished digging my way out of debt in 2017. Today, I’m learning to be a wise steward/investor of my resources while helping other women find their victories too. More about me.